This is a song about "Slim shadey"

Early adapters agree they all late

So slim davy throw me the tape

Cause all i want is you, baby

I look up to slim shady

Lies, tangled with fiction

And the chances are slim

The name is slim davy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

I want to go back to when eminem was slim

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

Then when i finish up, i call in slim

First off congratulations on the win

No not eminem this is fucking slim davy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free